Lajas, Dominican Republic—February 7, 2014
This month is squad month. There are 47 of us living together in the mountains of the Dominican Republic. Thirty-nine women living in tents, with one toilet, and one shower for three weeks – to say it’s uncomfortable doesn’t quite do it justice. This month is physically hard. But every morning when I wake up, I wake up to beauty. I awake to birds chirping, a light breeze, and forty-six other beautiful brothers and sisters whom I get to do life with. And I think to myself, “This is my life!”
I wake up to a beautiful view of God’s glory – mountains covered in lush green trees, palms swaying, the sun rising over the mountain,e and the people around me fully in love with the Savior. I wake to the presence of God.
This place is so saturated with His presence that I can run my hands through the air, like water, and physically feel Him. There is great beauty in the physical struggle and great beauty in the hardness. There is great growth and understanding in it all.
It’s brought me to a place where I can begin to say and believe that Jesus is all that I need, that He is my dwelling place, and that He is my refuge and strength. And that no matter what I’m feeling I’m going to lift up my hands and praise Him, because He is worthy no matter the circumstance.
